John Reuben - Place To Be Lyrics
Alright, guys, we got one chance. once chance, folks, do do this.This is our chance to shine, and let's put it to rhyme,and let's put it to the mind,and let's put it to the test. God Blessso here we go, check it-You know, uh, we are steppin to the party, the place to beOK, the crowd is packed, and people lookin at welike the mic's on the stand, Speedy, you know what to dostepped on stage, hey youSpeedy:Yo, greetings earthlings, i'm on a search for a team of elohimfiends seenand i recite for, as I recite for Heavenly richesplus to spread the Gospeland poison ivy when it itcheswhich is wrote in Acts 1:8never debate when i'm quotin the omnipotentnever promotin tooth decay by way of teeth nashin'mics i'm clashin like the classic flights of Ben Franklin's kiteslightnings bolts of light strike menthat they might see my good works, thenGlorify He who rolls from earth to Heavenyo, i think it's evident, Christ takes residencein hearts of benevolencewhen God is speaking, yo we give Him reverencewe can wash and rinse in fragrance (aw, i messed it up)John: But it's a Freestyle, I like that.place to be, the place to be, the place to bebecause we step into the party the place to beok the crowd is packed and people lookin at weLike the mic's on the stand, and Transcend know what to do,Alen know what to do, hey you hey youUm, i said it before, Transcend five-foot-fourwalkin in, steppin in through Todd Collins' doorin the studio rockin from here to beat next to MondayTuesday kid, we might chill on Sunday,but Saturday we're eatin Grits in the morning at Shoney'sTranscend rockin it, but not for the moneyTruly the skill, bustin it at willlike i said it before, send me the billfor hip-hop is the one I truly love,God is truly above rockin,keepin it cool to the end of the -- Ahhh!John: Step into the party, the place to beok the crowd is packed and people lookin at weLike the mic's on the stand andJohn: right right right I know to doand what they want me to do is come throughand have a little funJohn Reuben a little bit lankya little six-foot-onehavin' a good time everytime without a carelook at me i got crazy fluffy little jewish hairbecause i'm a jewish kid, call me the messianiceverytime i grab the microphone it's lyrics like Tonic'cuz you take it in, and then you want a little morewhat step through the door, hardcore metaphor,not speakin' when i'm tweakin'yo these whack emcees they be reakinbut let's not talk about the whack,let's talk about myself for a minuteso get in itJohn Reuben about to spin itfor the crowd to go infinite times, infinite rhymesinfinite line after line, from the top of the mind,each and every tile, style, pile, filestep into the party the place to beok the crowd is packed and people lookin at welike the mic's on the stand,and y'all know what to do, so we stepped on staaaageJohn: On stage, and the mic was on.the mic was on. the mic was onso i turned the microphone on and i said a little somethin'a little somethin'i said turned the microphone on and we said a little somethin'it was the place to be, in the space to be,too much energy and nothin can we do wastefullybecause creativity runs through my B-O-D-YDon't ask questions, i'm just stressin,then God Blessin' and addressin' the
